Chapter 999: The Outbreak of Contradictions

What? The person who burned his beard isn't the fat guy, then who the hell could it be, a ghost? And he even cursed at me, this is utterly intolerable, unbearable even for an uncle, let alone me. Upon hearing this, Carl's fury spiked even higher, his rage flaring up, but then, just as it was burning fiercely, he suddenly calmed down, leaned even closer to the fat guy with an exceptionally gloomy expression, and said with a mocking tone, "Very good, that's excellent. I'll allow you to rephrase your words one more time."

This time, Carl's voice was very calm, but within that calmness, there was an icy chill so cold it felt bone-piercing, or rather a killing intent would be more accurate to describe it.

"So, so... was it me? Yes or no?" The fat guy hesitated as he sought Carl's opinion, acting like he was the wronged party, with a tone that conveyed 'If you say it was me, then it was. If you say it wasn't, then it wasn't', cautiously probing.